Birthday boy

Kep was 12 yesterday, so we brought him this as a present. It seems only a few days ago that we were traveling up into the hills outside Leek to go to look at some pups, Caz had done all the running about and now the only thing left to do was to see if we liked one or not (silly question when you look back at it). The pups were on a farm just off the main Leek to Buxton road at its highest point, right up in the hills. They were kept in a shed at the back, with just a little straw for bedding, and their mum of course. Unknown to me most of the pups had already been spoken for, Caz also had in mind a Blue Merle pup while I was leaning towards a black and white collie (Caz also knew that the black and whites were all gone). I went into the shed first and crouched down near the pups, Caz stood behind me, the pups for their part took no notice of me except for a little grey and white ball of fluff, who fought his way out of the pile of pups, wobbled over to me and crawled up on to my knee, settling straight down as if he owned it. Unknown to me this was the only pup that we could have and by that point I was well and truly hooked, but it would be another couple of weeks before we could bring him home. I really cannot describe how cute he was, so small and with a pink button nose, he means the world to me.



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